Yesterday, I cried

Yesterday, I cried, sad cry against the computer. As the saying goes: Men do not cry easily, but not yet reached heart. When I saw the video other end when the son of the lovely face, hear his tender voice with that call me: father, getting dark, please come home Yeah! At that moment, my broken heart to the point where no further decomposition.


my tears in a stream, her son crying in the weeping wife. How I would like to immediately return to their side, holding his son, kissed his face. However, I am not even a father's ability to have at least lost. Sad.


son is in less than one year old grew up in my side, I and his father and son relationship does not seem more like friends. When his son as long as I always stick in my side. As long as I am, skateboards, skates are like me with him. A very good reason, supported him will be wrestling other people's.


so far away from him now I can not enter into a father's responsibility. I am really ashamed to father,birdhouse skateboards, husband, son. I now have a room in someone's eye, a car, both sons and daughters, wives and virtuous. But my only their own pain and the most pro-people can understand. Forced to leave the house, but I returned back to thousands of cherished dream home, because my children, parents, wife and many of the care are there. I stay in pain from his home, only to allow them to live happy.


son, daughter, forgive my father, my heart no matter where we go stay at your place, because I kite you are the cord.


thoughts confused, incoherent,tech deck skateboards, Tell me not to laugh.


AD August 22, 2010 was written in Ningbo King Music Group